The Billionaire Wins the Game(17)

“That would be great Mr. Anderson,” she simply replied.

Amy couldn’t speak anymore or she was going to burst into tears. She’d never had anyone do so much for her. She’d never had someone have so much faith in her, or show so much caring. It was amazing how wonderful the family was. She understood why they’d been given so much.

They deserved everything they’d been given because they gave back tenfold. She couldn’t believe how lucky she’d been to become involved with the company. She would most definitely deal with her attraction to her boss and she would try and not be so hostile towards him.

She knew there was no way they could be a couple, he was way out of her league and she didn’t want to sleep with him and then lose everything, so she would just have to make sure that he understood they were simply employee and employer.

Amy went to the shelf and grabbed the book she’d been eyeing earlier. She couldn’t wait to get lost in the story. She was already picturing herself in the fantasy world.

“Thanks again Mr. Anderson. You really have been too good to me. I hope that I don’t let you down,” she said.

“You’ll be just great. I have a feeling we’re all going to be working together for many years to come,” he replied. He then turned and left the room. Suddenly, the once comfortable room seemed smaller than a closet with Lucas and her left all alone.

Chapter Four

Lucas watched the entire transaction between Amy and his father. He’d waited to see that look of greed in her eyes that all women usually got around his family when money was brought up.

Surprisingly, what he saw in her face was only shock, mixed with gratitude.

Could she really not care how much money his family was worth? He was going to find out. He knew if they went to bed she would turn, like all women and try and take him to the cleaners.

Little did she know that many women had tried and none had succeeded. He was sobered by the thought that she could just be the one woman who could bring him to his knees.


“Come with me Amy. I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping the next couple of nights,” he said as he took her arm.

Every time that Lucas touched her, fire shot throughout her body and it felt wonderful, which scared her. She didn’t have time for a man in her life. She knew all he wanted was a cheap affair, after which, she would be discarded.

Then where would she be? She would have to quit her job, if he didn’t fire her and she would’ve lost everything. She’d gone long enough without caving in to some arrogant man; she would last a bit longer.

She would just need to teach her body to go along with her mind. Her body seemed to have another idea all together though because she could picture him slowly taking her clothes off and running those extraordinary hands all over her. Then his mouth would follow where his hands had led the way. Her body responded as if he’d already caressed her.

She could feel the desire pooling the more she pictured Lucas’s hands on her. Her nipples were beaded in anticipation of his touch. Her stomach felt as if there were fireflies zipping around in it. The feelings of desire were so strong that she wanted nothing more than to reach out to him.

Stop, she shouted to herself in an internal battle. You will not fantasize about this man. This is your boss, your very generous boss. You need this job. You need these benefits you’ve just learned about. You don’t need a night of passion. It wouldn’t be worth the loss of everything else.

They arrived at the guest house and she was grateful he couldn’t read minds. The house was set several dozen yards away from the main residence. She loved it at first glance. It was a small cottage surrounded by trees and flowers. There was a stone path leading towards the small covered porch.

It was the kind of place she dreamed of owning someday with her own child. She stood there for a moment, visualizing herself sitting in the old rocking chair with a baby in her arms. For a brief time she let the fantasy continue and Lucas was in the picture next to her, with his arm around them both. It was so perfect she actually sighed aloud.

Lucas looked at her quizzically. “Come in Amy. I’ll show you where everything is. My parents had the kitchen stocked up so you will have plenty of food. There’s fresh linen on the bed and clean towels. It’s a small place so I don’t think you’ll get lost. Please help yourself to anything in the house. It’s for guests, after all,” he continued but Amy was too busy oooing and awing over the quaintness of the place.

It was perfect. There was a vase with fresh flowers sitting on the small kitchen table. The bathroom had been stocked with a variety of soaps and bath items. There was a huge garden tub she couldn’t wait to dive into and it even had a soft reading light next to it. She was already anticipating herself in there.

“I’ll get out of your way now so you can relax,” Lucas said before quickly exiting. She wondered if she’d offended him by not telling him how amazing the place was. She pushed Lucas out of her mind as she began filling the tub with water and fragrance. The scent of the bubble bath was delicate and soothing. Her nerves began to calm instantly.

Lucas stopped on the front porch and took a deep breath. If he hadn’t walked out right then and there he would’ve thrown her on the bed and made love to her until they were both incapable of walking. He wasn’t going to wait too much longer. He needed to get her out of his system. He had to so his sanity could return to normal. If she hadn’t kept glancing at him with her own smoldering passion then he may have been able to maintain a bit more of his own control. Her face was an open book, which he was sure she didn’t like at all.